"Especially since you started training people to grow and forage food." So again," Rob said, more morosely than before. "What do we do?" Bugging out r...ally isn't an option," Derek said. "We have too much infrastructure to move and too many people to feed without it." He eyeballed Bryan. "Right?" That's correct," Bryan said slowly, his face distorted into a look which was filled with unmistakable disgust. The thought of leaving all his hard work and security behind was unappealing in much the. The coloured boy’s cock spurting across his chest an belly and Carlos using long, slow strokes to milk every last drop from the thick, slippery penis. Chuck could see the boy jerking and bucking his hips as he rode the wonderful sensations of being milked so expertly.But Carlos didn’t stop.Chuck shivered as those same fingers worked his cock harder and faster. But now there was another sensation driving him mad. The man’s other hand stroking his chest, the fingers toying with his nipples,. Some were kind of kinky, maybe the type that would finger my butt, but aside from one ex who had a very adventurous tongue, my real sex life was pretty vanilla. I wasn’t really thinking about doing anything with this guy, but I had a strong reaction that I just couldn’t explain.Anyway, he told me his name was Keon, and I found out quickly that he was very talkative. Apparently, we were into a lot of the same music, and he was happy to tell me about all the great places around the neighborhood. ..if she dare speak to me suggesting she possessed any such authority over me...I would pound her pussy in synch to the rythm of the bassline...my little anonymous slut...from the parking lot...my pussy hole. It was a brief and sudden fantasy at the moment, and...it faded at the cut of the engine...It could have turned out wondeful, if only had I jacked off my pussy...to such an imaginative scenario, supple bodied parking lot slut...I went about my business, and went home that night, as I do.